Everyday Musings, Life

Lessons Taught By My Mother

A photograph of my mother and me (2016)

When I was in Kindergarten, I remember being out of a tiffin box, in front of a class full of children my age, as she taught them. Another childhood memory that has stuck by me through the years, is when she came to pick up my elder brother and me after school.

She would make us sit below a banyan tree just outside the school premises. Then she fed us fresh homemade food, before dropping us home and continuing with her workday.

My mother also ensured family time every Sunday, where it would be just the four of us (we lived in an Indian joint family back then). Sunday was our day away from work and studies, either visiting a park or catching the latest movie in a theatre. This was followed by dinner, eaten at any of the most popular and latest food outlets we were yet to try.

Sunday was our day away from work and studies, either visiting a park or catching the latest movie in a theatre, followed by dinner at a popular food joint.

That’s the kind of exemplary mother, my brother and me were blessed to grow up watching. Someone who was equal in the load-bearing, financially and otherwise. Someone who balanced work duties and personal life. Someone who taught us through action, that no matter what kind of profession you do, but you must do something that helps you earn a minimum wage. And most importantly, someone who taught us that family time is important, no matter how busy your work life is.

Someone who was equal in the load-bearing, financially and otherwise. Someone who balanced work duties and personal life.

Someone who taught us through action,

that you must do something that helps you earn a minimum wage,

and that family time is important, no matter how busy your work life is.

Today, I just want to thank her, for teaching us these invaluable lessons that no amount of education or no fancy degree could teach.

Without her, I don’t think the family could hold together, even for a day.

This is just my way of showing her how much she means to me. A way to say thank you, for the many sacrifices she has made. A way to say thank you, for helping me become the person that I am today.

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